I am in New York City. It’s night and we are traveling through the tunnels. Seems a little scary…(Dream switches) Now, I’m on Main St., in a small town in Colorado, where I used to live and raised my family. I’m talking to Sherry Puricelli about who will pick up the children and at what time. I am flying above the A&W and see the car where the children are waiting. Feels like I’m a Dragon or a Fire Bird with huge wings. I swoop down to pick them up.
Brenda Ferrimani’s dream journal entry, September